Kim's POV

All of us had decided to go home, pack, and then have a sleepover at the dojo the night before to be able to get out on time to the airport, so I found myself waking up on the couch in Rudy's office. The guys had let me take it while they slept on the mat where we spar; it was nice of them. We had been up until 1:00 in the morning worrying about Jack and discussing how we were going to find him until Rudy finally said we needed to get some sleep, and I was still tired. I sit up and look at my phone, and I scream and fall off of the couch when I realize that it's 12:30.

I quickly leap to my feet, open the door out of Rudy's office, and run into the dojo where the guys were all sleeping spread out on the mat. "GUYS GET UP! WE OVERSLEPT!" I yell at them. They all snap awake and rush around, getting ready, while I run back into Rudy's office and get into an outfit. We are all running out of the dojo with our duffel bags in just 3 minutes, which is a new record for me. I sit in the passenger seat, so I use the mirror on the sun visor to brush my hair. We get to the airport in ten minutes, and immediately go through airport security, board our plane, and take our seats.

I am next to Jerry, while Rudy is next to Dallas and Milton is next to Eddie. None of us talk; we just sit there and lose ourselves in our own thoughts, but it was still a kind of awkward silence. I could tell this was going to be a long flight.

Jack's POV

I had woken up early this morning, but I wasn't really sure what to do, so here I was at 12:30 still in the filthy motel room. I still haven't really figured out any good ideas to get the lunatics after me to jail other than fighting them off and somehow calling the cops in the process, so really, I had nothing, since even I could tell doing that would result in getting me killed. I was positive that my father's murderers were here, keeping an eye on me, because I had occasionally felt like I was being watched both yesterday and just today in my room. It was kind of unsettling, so I decide to go out and just kind of walk the streets; I figure that they won't attack in broad daylight with so many witnesses around, so I feel slightly better getting out of the motel and just kind of wandering. My stomach rumbles and I realize that I haven't had anything to eat all day, so I go to a street vender (A/N Idk if there are street venders in Washington, DC, but pretend there are!) and buy a hotdog, and I go sit down in a nearby park on a bench to eat it, watching little kids run and laugh and play. I couldn't help but smile, but I feel a little envious. They were so innocent and carefree, while I was being hunted like a scared rabbit. All of a sudden a ball comes flying toward me, and it lands on my lap before I can do anything about it. Three young kids, about 6 or 7 years old, come running up to me. "Sorry, mister!" one of them, a little girl, says to me. I hand the ball back to her and tell her that it's okay. "Do you wanna play, mister?" she asks with bright eyes. I can see the parents of all three of the children watching skeptically, but I say, "Sure," and get up off of the bench to toss the ball around with them for a while, ignoring the slight pain in my side from my healing bruise. It would help take my mind off of things for a little while. I'm a little clumsy because of my bandaged knuckles, but the kids enjoy my company, and the parents seem satisfied after a while that I'm not some child snatcher and stop watching me so closely.

Kim's POV

We arrive in Washington, DC at 6:23; the sun is just beginning to set, so we won't have much time to look for Jack tonight. As we stepped off of the plane with our luggage and walk out of the airport, I hear Rudy say, "Shoot!" I look at him, and ask worriedly, "What?"

"In our rush to get out here, I didn't book a hotel! I'm sure anything good will be booked up by now," he says, upset with himself. "Well, let's just walk around and see if we can find a cheap place to stay," I suggest. So, we start walking down the sidewalk. After a few minutes of walking, we pass by a park full of children of lots of different ages. In the fast-fading light, I can see the silhouettes of an older boy, probably around our age, playing catch with three younger kids, maybe his siblings; that's so sweet! We walk past the park (A/N haha that was probably cruel, having Kim see Jack, not realize it was him, and walk right past him, huh?) and soon come across a run-down motel. It looks almost abandoned, but there is a lit-up sign announcing that it was open. I would rather stay somewhere nicer, but it was obvious that we weren't going to find a better place to stay for now (A/N Haha now they are even staying in the same motel where Jack is staying in). So, we walked in and asked how much it was to rent a room for the night, and the answer is 20 dollars per room, but there is only one bed per room, too. So, the boys agreed to all share one room even though there was only one bed and give me my own room. I felt bad for the boys, but I wasn't about to protest. Once we are all settled, it is pitch black, and there is no way we can look for Jack tonight, so I lay down and eventually fall asleep, but not before shedding a few tears at the thought of Jack somewhere, alone or, even though I didn't ever want to consider the possibility, maybe dead . . .

Jack's POV

After a few minutes of tossing the ball around with the young kids it started getting dark and they had to go, "Bye, mister!" the same young girl who had asked me to play with them before said, waving. I smirk and wave goodbye to her. It was nice to just have a little break from the drama that was currently my entire life. Tired and a little soar in my knuckles and my side from my injuries, I start to walk back to my motel when I feel rough hands grasp my arms from behind and restrain me. I struggle to free myself, but like I said, I was tired and soar. I feel a cloth being slid over my mouth and nose, and I feel myself lightheaded, dizzy, and even more tired than before. I feel the bracelet that Kim gave me for my birthday a few weeks ago slide off of my wrist, and then I black out.

Author's Note! Haha, cliffy! Lol sorry guys an update will come tomorrow! :)